Some of my fondest childhood memories are crabbing off mt Uncle Johns dock in Bayou Caddy MS. My cousins and I also have a tradition of going crabbing after any family wedding in New Orleans in Lake Pontchartrain. We call it "The Tastiest Catch".

Most people think it is the boiling water that kills them but actually it's the lemons. If you listen very carefully you can hear them scream when you put them in the pot, "Oh no not the lemons". You gotta listen close.

Man that reminds me of Crabbing with my parents in the Chesapeake bay when i was a kid. We would say up for 48 hours straight catching them from the piers. go home and cook them sunday after church and have a ball. one or two would always fight and get out of the pot in the kitchen. :evil: then the fight was on with my mom with a pair of tongs. may wish i had videos of that I would have a 100,000 from AFV on TV. :-P

next time i'm down, i'll wear a blindfold and do the dirty work if i get to eat some of the catch. :-) oh...and you have to bring your wife so i have someone to talk to while you guys are doing your guy thing.